I Want My Mommy

I’ve had some pretty painful things happen to me in the past. Broken things, twisted things, torn things. I’ve been on pain meds and rocked myself to sleep while in an incoherent daze from pain. I’ve survived some painful stuff and yet, I find myself in a horrible whiny state this morning, felled by a simple stomachache.

I don’t want to get up. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to do anything except eat a handful of Tums, drink a ginger ale and go back to bed and pull the covers over my head. I feel like a total six year old moaning about a tummy ache. But the damn thing is awful! It’s not the sharp, throbbing pain of a broken bone. It’s not the tight pounding of a migraine. It’s not the set my bones on fire flare of arthritis. It’s just a slightly nauseous, slightly achy, bad egg burp tasting tummy ache. It’s gross and the nagging quality of the churning ache is annoying and exhausting.

Why such a simple kind of pain would seem worse than the time I severely cracked a couple of metacarpals in my hand is a mystery. A broken bone should be worse than a stomachache, shouldn’t it? Maybe it’s because as children, stomachaches totally felled us. As an adult, when you get a stomachache your brain drags up memories of past stomachaches and makes you feel as if you can’t get over this without your mom’s soothing touch and words of comfort. Maybe you need a mouthful of chalky pepperminty Pepto Bismol, the stuff your mom gave you when you were a kid. It’s like half of the discomfort of the stomachache is the fact that your mom isn’t there to make you feel better.

So I’m just gonna whine in my head to myself until the tummy ache goes away. I’ve got no Pepto nor mom to soothe the damned thing. I’ll eat a couple more Tums and grab an ice cold Coke or ginger ale before I leave for work. The icy, fizzy soda will probably do the trick and settle my stomach, but I’ll still feel cranky cause yanno…I have a tummyache and I want my mom! LOL Adults can be such big babies, can’t we?

Hopefully, Marcus helps rid me of the stomachache. Never underestimate the beauty of the Marcus. He can do a lot for an ailing soul.

I feel a bit better now. It might be the Tums or it might be Marcus. Either way, I’d best toddle off to the office. I’m getting back a job I gave up to someone else a few years back now that I have some great help in my part of the department. There is nothing like having competent co-workers to make your workday smoother!

Have an awesome Monday everyone!

 

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10 Responses to I Want My Mommy

  1. martymankins says:

    Pain is such a difficult thing to deal with, on any level… but especially physical since it hinders going about one’s day. Hoping that things get better there for you.

  2. martymankins says:

    Pain is such a difficult thing to deal with, on any level… but especially physical since it hinders going about one’s day. Hoping that things get better there for you.

  3. Hope you feel better now, Lex. Sorry you miss your mommy. (hugs)

  4. Hope you feel better now, Lex. Sorry you miss your mommy. (hugs)

  5. Dave2 says:

    FEEL BETTER, WINTER! 🙂

  6. Dave2 says:

    FEEL BETTER, WINTER! 🙂

  7. Karl says:

    Hope your tummy feels better soon.

  8. Karl says:

    Hope your tummy feels better soon.

  9. Oh man! I hope you feel better. Wish I was there to Mommy you. LOL!

  10. Oh man! I hope you feel better. Wish I was there to Mommy you. LOL!